Why Don't We // Imagines

♡ 2.c.m.b ♡

quietly, you approached corbyn's room. he was watching something on the television, laying down, facing away from the door. the perfect position so you could sneak up on him. entering the room, remaining as silent as you possibly could, you managed to get close to the bed.

without a warning, you pounced onto the soft mattress, sliding onto his chest as you blocked his view of the television.

"well hello there"

his smile could've lightened up a thousand cities. you just loved it. he didn't seem too shocked about your sudden appearance. rather, he swung one of his arms over you in a loving manner. your chin rested on your hands, positioned on his chest, smiling up at him.

"did you need something?"

"i missed you"

he chuckled lowly. you two had just eaten lunch together, yet here you were. in need of some affection, he supposed. right there and then, an idea popped into his head.

moving the arm that was resting on the bed, he brought his hand to your face. eyes staring into yours, he slowly caressed your cheek. sliding away from your cheek, he passed his thumb over your soft lips. he had been longing to connect his own lips to them for some time now. he just wasn't sure of how to tell you that.

you, however, caught on quickly on what was occurring. lifting your head up slightly, you moved up towards him. faces nearing each other, you both remained in complete silence. who was going to make the first move.

corbyn hesitated. he wasn't sure if you'd perhaps regret this afterwards. but as his eyes flicked down to your lips, his thoughts disappeared. he pressed his lips against yours, careful to not be too pushy.

you leaned into him, smiling into the kiss. the feeling was heavenly. he regretted not making a move sooner...

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